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baberoe priest kink- hello yes please i need this!!!!
(thank you for taggin me <3)
Willow Boughs and Wanting
(mildly nsfw under the cut)
Heโs pushed back into the pew, and he goes without much fight. From his position now, Babe is half looming over him. The light through the windows makes his hair even more red, like a halo of fire consuming him. Babe doesnโt leave him to think for too long, slowly straddling himself over his lap until his knees are on either side of Eugeneโs legs. Heโs still taller like that, looking down at Eugeneโs face when he tips his head back.
โI gotta tell you, Father, youโve made it a helluva time sitting in on your services,โ Babe says, and thereโs a hint of a smile there thatโs swallowed in something more serious. Babe leans down so close that their lips almost touch. He plays it like a waiting game and Eugene is the one to blink first. He doesnโt know who closes the gap first, but theyโre kissing and Babeโs hands are on his shoulders.
If there had been a halo of fire around Babe, itโs going to cover him next, spread its fire like a curious flame licking up around dry wood. It dries the muggy air out of him and brings him closer to something real and solid. They kiss until theyโre spending more time pulling away to breathe a shared exhale of the same air.
โIt just ainโt right keeping you squirreled away in here all by your lonesome,โ Babe murmurs, and Gene doesnโt have time to think about what he means before Babe lets himself settle further down in his lap. Only by sheer will does he keep his hands from grabbing him, either to push him away or drag him down he doesnโt know. Babe looks him in the eye, slow and deliberate in his gaze and grinds down onto his lap.
Eugene canโt bite back the noise he makes, something choked off and high that escapes his throat.
โEdward, you can't be doing that,โ he means it to sound more of a warning than it does. Instead it comes more like a hurried question.
โWhat's it gonna take to kill that? Need to know me a little more biblically before you call me the right name?โ Babe asks, and the smile from earlier is back. He grinds his hips against Eugene, dropping his head to his shoulder for a moment. He nudges Eugeneโs head back, kissing right above his white collar where his throat dips with each swallow.
โWant me to stop calling you by your first name, maybe? You prefer Father Roe if we're being formal like?โ He rocks into him again, pulling back to kiss along his jaw. He can feel the blood in his cheeks, hot and thruming underneath his skin. Babe winds his arms around his neck, his eyes falling closed when he leans his head to the side and hips still moving.
"Edward," he tries again, and his voice has found no more strength the longer he waits. Babe's eyes come open again at that, and just as suddenly as they'd ended up together he pulls back. Eugene feels something akin to fear flush through him, suddenly wanting to pull him back down.
He doesn't go far, Babe sinks to his knees in front of him, slower than should be possible with how fast everything else seems to be happening to him. Eugene canโt get a good enough grip on the pew under his hands him to steady himself. Thereโs a wicked look Babe gets now, and he runs his hands down the outside of Eugene's legs, catching halfway down his shin and holding.
โAwful hard, like I was saying. Supposed to be listening and youโre up there, looking like all aโthis,โ Babeโs hands move back up again to catch his hips, squeezing just a little. Eugene digs his nails into the pew, wishing the wood would splinter under his grip. He presses until it hurts, tilting his head up and screwing his eyes closed.
โFigured yous would be used to seeing somebody down on their knees like this,โ Babeโs grip tightens. He pulls him forward a little, pushing Eugene to choose between letting go of his grip on the old wood or letting his hips be moved forward till his back is almost arched.
โNo, I ainโt, itโs not- I never,โ his voice comes out in more of a stutter than he had expected. Babeโs grin grows at that. Just as slowly as heโd sunk to his knees before, he leans forward till his lips hover about an inch away from the dark fabric. Despite the layers, Eugene feels a hot flush run down his neck knowing that if Babe looked he would probably be able to see him getting hard.
โYou good and sure about that? Donโt wanna take my confession like this?โ Babe asks, and there's not a prayer in the world that comes to him now.
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